Yeah, this is a completely random story I came up with while my brother was playing the game, going around the globe in one of the ships. Written in less than 10 minutes. Don't be too hard on me, I've been feeling like crap.
Well, see you at the end.
A blonde, monkey-tailed boy was leaning against the wall, looking out of the ship through the cockpit window. He was about 12 years old. His red-haired friend was currently at the wheel of the ship, occasionally checking a map that was pinned up next to the wheel. This person was about two years older than the blonde, making him around 14 years old.
"Blank, where are you taking us?" the blonde asked. The teen at the wheel looked up, revealing a belt covering his eyes.
"Where do you think?" was the scathing reply.
"Hey, I'm just asking! Geez, bite my head off, why don't you?" the blonde boy retorted sarcastically. Blank sighed.
"Zidane, if you would think before you speak, I wouldn't have to bite your head off."
"No, seriously, where are we going?" Zidane pushed off from the wall and walked over to the Prima Vista's commander and looked at the map of the Mist Continent, trying to see where they were headed and failing miserably.
"Do you everlisten to Boss' lectures?" Blank glared at his friend, or at least Zidane assumed so. You can't really see Blank's eyes through the leather belt.
"Dammit Blank! Just tell me where we're going!" the blonde kid shouted, glowering. Blank raised an eyebrow at Zidane's outburst.
"…Tch, fine. We're headed to Burmecia." Blank turned to look back to the window to watch the skies.
"Why're we goin' there?" Zidane interrogated. Again, Blank raised an eyebrow, this time at his friend/brother/partner-in-crime's quick change of character.
"To perform for the king of Burmecia."
"When are we going to land?"
"When we get to Burmecia."
"Can't we land sooner?"
"We'll get there by the end of the day. No."
"Aww, I'm getting bored! I want to fight some mist monsters!"
"No."
"…Are you hungry?"
"A bit."
"Want a sandwich?" At this point, Zidane procures a ham and cheese sandwich from his bag. Blank looks at it.
"…Sure." The theatre ship's captain reached for the sandwich. Unfortunately, Blank turned his attention from the skies too soon, because a cliff loomed above the deck of the Prima Vista. Zidane saw this and gaped for a moment before shouting at his Tantalus brother.
"BLANK! WATCH WHERE YOU'RE FLYING!"
However, the warning came a moment too late, and the ship crashed right into the cliff. Both of them got up shakily, before looking at each other, shocked.
"Well, at least we're alright…" Zidane commented quietly.
"BLANK!" came a loud voice from below deck. Both Tantalus members looked at each other, the same thoughts flying through their minds. Baku. Crap.
"Correction," the red-haired teen said dryly. "At least you're alright…"
So, how was it? Great? Horrible? So-so? Tell me! (I hope some people at least got some laughs out of it...)
Like I said, I've been feeling like crap. I'm dealing with mono right now, and I am so tired, I almost fell asleep during lunch numerous times. Deal with it!
I'm working on TWatL and the Knight of Balamb, but my muse has made herself scarce...
Anyway, please review! Reviews make me happy!
